327. Crazy Idea

Ninth Master Chang didn't speak, and I breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that it might scold me.

"I'll stay for dinner, you worked hard."

Hearing Ninth Master Chang say that, I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it should probably leave after dinner, judging by this situation.

Once the soup was ready, I served it a big bowl full of both meat and broth, then gave myself a small bowl of soup to drink. The yak meat was delicious, especially because it was so fresh...

I drank it with such delight.

"Why don't you eat the meat?"

Upon hearing Ninth Master Chang's words, I looked at the meat in the pot and shook my head. If this were any other time, eating it would mean a beating. That old man had a peculiar temper, domineering and unreasonable. Later on, I figured out a pattern: as long as I made myself look pitiable, he would mostly refrain from hitting me.